11 “Why ddid I not die at birth?
Why did I not 4perish when I came from the womb?
12 eWhy did the knees receive me?
Or why the breasts, that I should nurse?
I would have been asleep;
Then I would have been at rest
Who fbuilt ruins for themselves,
Who filled their houses with silver;
16 Or why was I not hidden glike a stillborn child,
Like infants who never saw light?
18 There the prisoners 6rest together;
iThey do not hear the voice of the oppressor.
And the servant is free from his master.
20 “Why jis light given to him who is in misery,
And life to the kbitter of soul,
And search for it more than mhidden treasures;
And are glad when they can find the ngrave?
oAnd whom God has hedged in?
24 For my sighing comes before 8I eat,
And my groanings pour out like water.
25 For the thing I greatly pfeared has come upon me,
And what I dreaded has happened to me.
I have no rest, for trouble comes.”
Lit. weary of strength
are at ease
Lit. my bread